Tsk, tsk, tsk. I simply can’t believe it. The human female has yet another pair of ruined forceps on her desk.
Those the special-order featherweight kind, too, the ones meant for handling delicate items, such as live termites. Wow–can you see that one side is actually now shorter than the other?
How did such a senseless destruction of state property come to be? How, oh how can the human female prevent this in the future?
I’ll be honest with you…
Until they breed an undergraduate that is less susceptible to my whispered suggestions, I don’t think she has a prayer.